Jill awoke to the sound of gunfire from outside. She quickly jumped out of the chair and looked out the window. A large group of people were hiding behind a blockade of cars, opening fire on the horde of zombies coming towards them. Jill quickly rushed over to Monica and woke her up. "Come on baby. Help has arrived." Whispered Jill. Monica quickly shot up and they ran downstairs. They both ran out the sliding door and found the street zombie free. "Hey!" yelled Jill. The group of men quickly turned around and aimed at the two girls. "Don't shoot!" yelled Jill.
"Miss, are you okay?" asked a big guy wearing sunglasses.
"We're fine." Replied Jill. "Who are you guys?" asked Jill.
'We're just survivors like you who grouped together." Said the man. "Do you want to come with us?" asked the man.
"Of course we do." Replied Jill with a little smile. "Monica, I want you to stay with these people for a second okay? I have to get our supplies." Said Jill. "Okay mom." Replied Monica
Jill ran back inside and after about a minute came running back out holding the two duffle bags. The man took the bags and threw them in the back of the SUV.
"Allow me to properly introduce myself. My name is Ken." He said. "I'm Jill and this is my daughter Monica." "How many of you are there?" asked Jill. "About thirty." Replied Ken. "Come on. Lets go." He commanded.
Jill and her daughter were safe for now. But little did Jill know that an old nemesis was about to make it's entrance.